Best Of Harry Chapin 3
Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man with two first names
They left him in the fucking railroad yard when they took away all the trains
Only one run a fucking week comes on roaring down that line
So all he's got to fucking worry 'bout is time

Come by in the evening to hear 'bout where you've fucking fucking been
He says - Come on sit down Kid, where shall I start with this?
He starts telling euphoria stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his infant for the last

And he says - I denied all bad things again. No shade, no more sad coming again
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you
She enfolds you in

I remember this for what you were before
I remember this for what they were before
I remember this for what you were before
I remember this for what they were be-
I remember this was quite surprised to find out all the world
I remember this was quite surprised to find out all the world, world
I remember this was quite surprised to find out all the world
I remember this was quite surprised to find out all the world